Council Hall.
At this moment, quite a number of people were already seated.
When the receptionist led Ji Haoyuan inside, many gazes in the room inevitably turned towards him.
Among them was Su Wen Yuan.
He nodded slightly towards Ji Haoyuan.
Once Ji Haoyuan found an empty seat to sit down, the receptionist who had brought him in immediately leaned towards Su Wen Yuan and whispered something in his ear.
After listening, Su Wen Yuan couldn't help but glance at Ji Haoyuan again.
Deep in his eyes, traces of a smile were clearly emerging.
Ji Haoyuan's face also showed a faint smile.
He knew that the receptionist must have mentioned the gift he had just given.
This way, although it wouldn't necessarily bring convenience in future matters, some intentional difficulties could probably be avoided.
After all, cultivators are also people.
And as long as they're human, they have needs.
